Angry Hills

Heaven, it shines in the dawn's early light
In a movement out in the brush far out
Watering graves of the people who read in the book
Of forbidden content tragedy

In a gentle way hear the angry hills
In a gentle way hear them laughing

Imagination under attack for the pictures
I can't even think, I don't even know them

In a gentle way hear the angry hills
In a gentle way hear them laughing, in a gentle way
In a gentle way hear the angry hills
In a gentle way I am laughing, yes, I am laughing
I am laughing, yes, I am laughing